The ladykiller, Don Juan, Cassanova bastard who always fucks the hottest bitches. The butterman has all the cash, the hot car, basically he's the guy who's got all the shit you wish you had.
"Dude, I was wheeling that hot skank until the butterman showed up, took her into the ladies room and screwed her ass right there in the stall."
"Man, you just can't stop the butterman."
An an alcoholic drink made up of a can of beer and a shot of whiskey. Like a Boilermaker, but the drink is made by taking a swig from the can of beer, and filling the resulting space in the can with whiskey (Bourbon is prefered). Named as a tribute to Walter Matthau's character Morris Buttermaker in the Bad New Bears, who can be seen making them throughout the movie. A great tailgating drink.
When a man proceeds to squat the scrotal region over his partner's forehead, begin to masturbate so that the scrotum proceeds to bounce on her forehead. This creates nut butter, thus the buttermaker. For best results, run for 5 miles to create a sweaty scrotal region. The additional salt in the butter is for her pleasure.
I took the girl from the bar home, and made her give me the buttermaker!
As in everything about a chick looks good, "but her mace", referring to a tear gas in the form of an aerosol spray which propels a lachrymatory agent mixed with a volatile solven in her purse that makes her hard to approach.
Bert: What you up to last night?
Lejosh: I was walking home from the bar and i saw this 10/10 chick walking on the curb...
Bert: ...sweet man did you get her digits?
LEjosh: ...but as i got closer she reached to her purse so i backed out, she was definitely a buttermace.
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.
An absolutely foolproof way to keep minors from viewing content deemed "too mature" for them to watch.
Billy: "So I was trying to watch some videos for an M rated game, and I ran into an age gate, so I put in my realbirthday. SOMEHOW it managed to figure out that I am 12. CURSE YOU AGE GATE!!!"
Bill: "Fucking age gate! *quick scroll* THERE! I was born on January 1, 1904. Fuck you age gate."
A)
The Crud that collects under the keys in a keyboard. Usually more severe in the keyboards of programmers and webmasters as they tend to spend a lot of time at the the computer and thus eat at their desk. Mainly affecting IBM Model M (clicly) style boards.
B)
Can also be used to gross out Non-Techie people
A)
Bill: want to go to the club?
Bob: No, I've got to clean out my board chow, keys are starting to stick.
B)
Bill: Want to go out to get a bite?
Bob: No, i am just going to have some of my board chow/
Bill: Whats' that?
Bob: The food scraps that collect in my keyboard; Want some?
Bill: *GAG* *HURL* *GAG*